Pat Diver was not easily frightened. He had spent many lonely nights on the road traveling from one town to the next. But now a cold wind was whipping through the trees.
Pat trudged on, longing for a warm forw and a snug roof. He was a tinker who could repair a kettle or a saucepan in the wink of an eye. But no one wanted wanted anything fixed in exchanged for a night's lodging. "Go away," they said, even when Pat offered them a few coins.
He pulled his coat tightly across his chest and kept walking up the dark mountain road. Finally he came upon a cabin. When he looked through the window, he could see an old couple sitting beside a flickering fire. Surely they would welcome him.
The moment they opened
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Misterio / SuspensoLol just some scary stories not very scary ones just fake scary ones U know what I mean?
